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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LAND OF NOD, by ELIZABETH HAYS WILKINSON First Line: Far and away in the land of nod Last Line: O'er the path that all little ones know. | |||
Far and away in the Land of Nod, The dreams and the sugar plums grow; They hang on the trees, and sway in the breeze, As they did in the long ago. Always at dusk in the Land of Nod, The tired little children stray; They reach for the dreams, though every one seems To be farther and farther away. All through the night in the Land of Nod, The dolls and the soldiers of tin Keep watch o'er the gate, lest some one should wait, Who wishes to enter therein. Truly the stars in the Land of Nod, Are candles that burn very low; They shine without end, where the fond mothers bend, O'er the path that all little ones know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DON JUAN'S SONG by ISAAC ROSENBERG HOLY POEMS: 1 by GEORGE BARKER THE HASTY PUDDING by JOEL BARLOW INDIFFERENCE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY MORAL ESSAYS: EPISTLE 4. TO RICHARD BOYLE, EARL BURLINGTON by ALEXANDER POPE ON CHLORIS WALKING IN THE SNOW by WILLIAM STRODE ON GOOD FRIDAY, THE DAY OF OUR SAVIOUR'S PASSION by PHILIP AYRES |
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